The Empress Wants a Divorce Every Day
Chapter 170: He Won’t Let This Go
Chapter 170: Chapter 170: He Won’t Let This Go
As Rong Ling’s words fell, Cai Shu woke up in shock, dropping to her knees with a thud, repeatedly kowtowing as she exclaimed, "No, Your Highness, that is not poison, it’s the Unity Gu, it won’t harm people."
Feng Qing leaned weakly in Rong Ling’s arms, cursing inwardly; what misfortune had she run into? Ever since she met this man, she had been unlucky every day, so she must leave, she must leave as soon as possible.
Feng Qing thought to herself as she weakly said, "What Unity Gu, that is a Poisonous Gu."
After saying this, she didn’t want to speak further, raising her head to look at Rong Ling, she gasped and said, "Take me back immediately, I need to prescribe an antidote."
Although she had used a silver needle to seal the acupoint, the poison wasn’t neutralized, merely stopped from spreading temporarily.
Rong Ling looked down at the woman in his arms, knowing that once again, she had saved him. Without her, had he been infected by the Gu Worm, he would undoubtedly have perished.
Rong Ling leaned down to hold Feng Qing, his body was weak, and the moment he picked her up, his steps faltered. Not far away, Nan Feng, Nan Xuan, and the others reacted together, "Your Highness."
Nan Feng spoke up, "Your Highness, let your subordinates handle it."
Rong Ling looked up, his gaze sharp as a blade, he glanced at the pale-as-death Cai Shu who was continuously kowtowing on the ground, and ordered, "Take her into custody first, keep her under watch, don’t let her commit suicide, don’t let anyone harm her."
Gu Worms are not something ordinary people can access, how could a mere servant like Cai Shu possess such things, so did someone from the Prince Mansion make a move?
Rong Ling pondered, carrying Feng Qing all the way back to the room in Yijing Courtyard.
Behind them, Nan Feng and Nan Xuan, faces full of fury, grabbed Cai Shu, with Nan Feng directly dislocating Cai Shu’s jaw to prevent her from biting her tongue to commit suicide, then binding her hands and feet so she couldn’t move.
Si Qi and Si Hua followed Feng Qing all the way into the master bedroom of Yijing Courtyard.
In the room, Rong Ling intended to lay Feng Qing on the bed, but Feng Qing stopped him, insisting on sitting at the desk to write out an antidote prescription.
At the moment, she didn’t know what poison she was infected with, so she first wrote a powerful antidote prescription, to mitigate it, and once she felt slightly better, she would draw blood to check exactly which Gu poison she was afflicted by.
Feng Qing quickly wrote out the antidote prescription, and Rong Ling ordered Nan Feng to immediately go and get the medicine.
Feng Qing, on the brink of fainting, instructed Nan Feng, "Later, I will fall unconscious, you must administer it directly to me."
After saying this, Feng Qing could no longer hold on, her vision darkened, and she fell unconscious.
Everyone in the room felt heartache, while Rong Ling directly placed Feng Qing on his own bed and commanded Nan Feng, "Go and brew the medicine and bring it here."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Nan Feng responded, glancing at Rong Ling and then at Feng Qing, thinking, indeed, the Prince and the Princess Consort suffer many calamities, being poisoned one after the other, when would be a good time for them to visit Huguo Temple and pray?
Nan Feng thought while worriedly looking at Rong Ling, whose health was already poor, and after holding Feng Qing for a while, was now very weak, breaking out in a cold sweat, the sweat clinging to him as if he had been washed in water.
Nan Feng worriedly asked, "Your Highness, are you alright."
With a cold and severe tone, Rong Ling snapped, "Don’t mind me, hurry and get the medicine."
Nan Feng turned to go get the medicine, while in the room, Rong Ling no longer had the energy to do anything else, feeling so weak that he just wanted to lie down, not even the cold sweat covering him made him willing to move.
This side of Rong Ling was indeed a bit bedraggled, so as he lay on the bed, his gaze turned bloody as he stared into the air, Rong Che, I will not let this slide.
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